The Cherished Wife

Chapter 142



When Noelle heard the click of the seatbelt, she snapped back to reality and pointed at herself. "You want me to race?" she exclaimed. "No, no! I can't! I may have a driver's license, but I'm a rookie. Just driving safely is already an achievement for me. Racing? No way! And this isn't even a professional race car!"

"Nelly, don't be afraid. I believe in you!" Charles squeezed Noelle's hand, encouraging her. "You never know your limits until you try. I didn't know how to race before either." His calm voice acted like a spell, guiding Noelle.

Noelle blinked, looking uncertainly at Charles. "But I don't know how..."

"When I'm in a bad mood, I like to race. Pushing myself to the limit helps me forget everything. Try it out, okay?"

"Fine!"

Noelle took a deep breath, opened the car door, and switched places with Charles.

Then, she took another deep breath with her eyes fixed on Charles. "I can do this."

"Yes. I believe in you. I'm putting myself in your hands!" Charles buckled his seatbelt and gently touched Noelle's still pale face. "Everything will be fine. Drive!"

Feeling encouraged, Noelle stepped on the gas pedal and accelerated steadily, pushing her limits.

road as she gripped the steering wheel tightly. Charles sat

The quiet

along the road. Although it was different from racing, her speed was still astonishing. Fortunately, it was late, and there were few other cars on

time, she realized she could be this wild. She gripped the steering wheel tightly.

with the increasing speed. His lips curved into a

pressed a button that lowered the windows, allowing the strong and cold to

felt exhilarated. "Charles, racing really can lift your

seeing Noelle's improved mood.

Noelle accelerated further.

suddenly sped past Noelle's, too fast to identify. Noelle excitedly pressed the gas pedal harder to catch up. Soon, more cars

and looked at Charles. "What do I

Charles raised an eyebrow,

by their